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Yung Bans


[Intro]
Yeah, I feel like
I'm my own worst enemy, like only way I lose if I give up myself
My mind start wandering
(I'm shy, oh my god)

[Chorus]
RIP Troup, my hunnids they blue
I came from the [?], my b*tch brand new
[?], she sick like flu
Had to tell myself, these n*ggas ain't you
These n*ggas ain't shootin', these n*ggas ain't crew
These n*ggas ain't, these n*ggas ain't nothin'
These n*ggas ain't Troup, yeah

[Verse]
We got extra clips and magazines
Now a n*gga [?], really what it seems
I'm in love with codeine, love promethazine
Seein' demons in my dream, I could barely sleep
I know the [?] after me, they behind me
I wanna see my brothers free, that make me complete
I'm fighting these cases I'm [?]
That boy a body, a bag, that Nina was all that I had
Can't show no remorse, can't say that I'm sad
I'm in the [?] you know he gon' blast
All of my n*ggas takin' a risk for the cash
[?] movin' too fast
I hate when my momma tell me that I'm just like my dad
[Bridge]
Never goin' back broke, never goin' back broke
Last year was hard, young n*gga almost lost hope
Five hundred thousand, young n*gga put it on boat
Went across the water, met a plug, then got [?]
Say he got good dope, [?]
I invested half a million and I'ma make more
Every young street n*gga dream they wanna be El Chapo
I was raised by [?] guys, all I know is just gettin' [?]

[Chorus]
RIP Troup, my hunnids they blue
I came from the [?], my b*tch brand new
[?], she sick like flu
Had to tell myself, these n*ggas ain't you
These n*ggas ain't shootin', these n*ggas ain't crew
These n*ggas ain't, these n*ggas ain't nothin'
These n*ggas ain't Troup, yeah

[Outro]
Never goin' back broke
Never goin' back broke
[?]
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